Something about Elise perched on top the table, swinging her feet sporting cute kicks and munching on an apple with backpack beside her makes my mind jump ahead a decade. I can just see her waiting for her own bus, munching on an apple, swinging her feet while complaining about the unfair (and if she is anything like me-unfinished) homework in her backpack.

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